I wasn’t stupid. I realized that I was preventing her from being around her sister and her parents. Her boyfriend. I was banishing her from everything she knew.From a comfortable future.From money and...
You are to me, he said frankly, his tone void of emotion. And I’m not a whore. I’m well aware. I’m not buying you, Luna. I’m merely making a point. What is the point? That once you’re with me, you won...
Célian: If you two were to read anything more substantial than the National Enquirer, such as our company’s newsletter from three months ago, you would know that messenger chats on our web software ar...
He was, in a lot of ways, like Lot’s wife. A hard statue, made of salt and stone, standing on a cliff, emotionless and proud after watching with glee as Sodom—or Todos Santos—was set aflame by its sin...
I’ve loved you in secret, and I’ve loved you openly in front of both our worlds, and if you think I’ll stop loving you if you put an ocean between us, you’re dead wrong.
Feigning happiness is even more depressing than just being your gloomy self.
Wish I could rewrite you out of my life But all your pages are highlighted Dog-eared and thumbed to death I can no longer read you But you are still my favorite poem
High school is an aquarium full of sharks. People are always broiling with the need to burst free. Only the strong survive.
Eight o’clock. A cab will be waiting downstairs. You will wear the same dress, and no bra or panties. You will be mine for the evening. You will not talk back to me, just let me fuck you the way I wan...
Breathed,
I want your ass. Happy? Want it with the scars. With the fucked-up, tragic story. With every fiber of my body. I want to fuck you, and own you, and bruise you, and save you. But I can’t do any of thos...
And an artist’s armor is full of bullets and cracks. That’s how the lyrics and notes seep through.
I grabbed the bun on top of my head and cut it, throwing it to the sink and turning on the water with the elastic band still on.
But he was the one thing in my life that made me feel good, and the list of things that made me feel that way wasn’t very long.
Why didn’t you tell me we were in love?Why did you wait for me to find outWhen you broke my heart?
I wouldn’t want to live forever. What would be the point in that? Aren’t you hungry for something? Don’t you have dreams? What weight and significance do your dreams have if they don’t have a deadline...
Good, because opinions are like assholes. Everybody’s got one, and they usually stink.
Douchecanoe’s
High school is a great place to murder a soul. The deities don’t care, and the mortals are too busy trying to survive.
Lucas had the ability to charm the knickers off of a fucking stapler,
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